Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Mexico and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Bootsy Collins to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by John Lydon. All the underground hits.
All Youth Brigade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Divine Comedy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gong record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grey Daturas,
Stetsasonic,
Adolescents,
Connie Case,
Laurel Aitken,
The Golliwogs,
Joyce Sims,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sun Ra,
Altered Images,
Pantaleimon,
Porter Ricks,
Rosa Yemen,
Guru Guru,
The Mojo Men,
Mad Mike,
DJ Style,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Yusef Lateef,
Peter & Gordon,
The Count Five,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Visage,
Sonic Youth,
ABBA,
Eric Dolphy,
Buzzcocks,
Max Romeo,
Joy Division,
Marshall Jefferson,
Rotary Connection,
Ken Boothe,
The Vogues,
Marcia Griffiths,
Funky Four + One,
Bob Dylan,
The Stooges,
Lalo Schifrin,
Iggy Pop,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Scott Walker,
Skarface,
Ronan,
Public Image Ltd.,
Masters at Work,
Young Marble Giants,
Harpers Bizarre,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Malaria!,
cv313,
Basic Channel,
Kas Product,
The Grass Roots,
Ultravox,
Gang of Four,
The Gap Band,
Duran Duran,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lakeside,
Brothers Johnson,
Hashim,
Frankie Knuckles,
Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.